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ybn nahmir - victory lyrics

[verse:]
my n+ggas post up on that block
f+cking with us, you get shot
ain’t no talking to the cops
fire it up and let it pop
and you know i got a glock
it hit a n+gga in his top
your b+tch be all up on my d+ck
she sippin me just like some rock
pull up on n+ggas, we loading mags
if he got work, then we take his pack
if he got work, then we take his pack
if he got work, then we take his pack
don’t come too close, you get f+cking wacked
you clame you gon blow, i neever lack
i call up my brother to take your strap
and on my mother you can get it back
slide down, we gon blow, eh
hit a n+gga with the 40
blowin dope like i’m smokey
shoot that sh+t like it’s 2k
pull up on a n+gga block, oh
slide down in a pothole
getting money, that’s the moddo
riding round in the tyho
shout out glizzy, know that’s the bro
chopper make him do the yo+yo
all my n+ggas is on glo mode
hit a n+gga with the 44
make a p+ssy n+gga diddy bop
hit a n+gga with the 50 shots
never talking to the f+cking cops
cause if the wilden, we gon let it pop
why you frontin from the f+cking book?
i probably got you goofy n+ggas shook
hit a n+gga with the saffy look
and close a n+gga like a f+cking book
leave his body in the f+cking benz
leave his spearet in the f+cking wing
and for you n+ggas that be talking sh+t
we can link, but be no wins
never ran from no beef, eh
knock a n+gga off his feat, eh
leave a n+gga 6 deep, eh
leave him dead up in the streets, eh
n+ggas never seen a pole, no
talking you gotta go, hoe
kick down a n+gga door though
now everybody on the floor, hoe

- ybn nahmir lyrics

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